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Featured album: this is our time

The album’s title track “This Is Our Time” was one of a half dozen un-recorded love songs penned by Bruce over the years, but never recorded. He presented several of these songs as an anniversary gift to Elaine in 2015, with initially no thought of releasing them publicly. Recording started in Nashville with several great musicians, including the legendary session pianist John Barlow Jarvis (featured on Little Things, I Guess We’re the Last, Memory of Your Kiss and Saved By Love). Several months later, additional songs were recorded in Toronto with noted Canadian jazz pianist, Mike Janzen.

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Lost In Tape – Danger!

BRUCE POSES AT HIS TORONTO STUDIO IN 1988. RECORDINGS DATE BACK TO THE 60'S AND 70'S. BRUCE'S EARLIEST SONGS - RESTORING THE ORIGINAL RECORDINGS Bruce started composing and record songs in his high-school years. He was drumming at 10 years old and playing guitar by his early teens. At 15, he [ READ MORE ]

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CHELSEA ROAD MUSIC – The official store for Bruce Stacey’s music and much more!

CHELSEA ROAD MUSIC – The official store for Bruce Stacey’s music and much more!

Spring 2022 Update

Hello Friends,

I must apologize for my absence from the usual updates on brucestacey.com the last couple of months. There are times in life that we learn things don’t always go according to plan, and that has certainly been my recent experience. Let me tell you about it…

Elaine and I travelled to the beautiful island of PEI in late February to spend time with our two daughters and their families who moved there this past year. The plan was for a short, three- week family visit and to take possession of a small, summer residence we purchased that was closing that month.

During our first week, our daughter Sheryl asked if we could stay at her farm house with the kids for a week while she and husband Todd flew out for a business trip to the USA. We said sure. Here’s where that un-planned part kicks in…

Within a couple of days of us moving in, the grandkids one-by-one contracted COVID. Elaine and I had dutifully masked-up and maintained social distancing during our stay with the kids. When Sheryl arrived home, we moved back to our place and for a couple of days thought we had actually evaded the virus. Well, not so. I developed symptoms in the form of a painful, sore throat that lasted for about 4 days. I was thinking I was perhaps on the mend. Unfortunately, things took a bad turn and I was hit with debilitating fatigue and growing stomach upset. Within days the pain in my gut became unbearable and so Elaine drove me into emergency to see what was going on. That was the beginning of a month long hospital stay and a fight to recover from serious illness… the likes of which I’ve never faced.

In addition to COVID, which had left fluid build-up in my right lung, my gall-bladder had totally failed and the organ infection had spread to my blood in a life-threatening condition known as sepsis. In the days ahead I faced major surgery, anti-biotic treatments to fight the infection and ultimately blood transfusions to help restore my low hemoglobin and white blood cell counts. I was released from hospital April 22nd and have been recovering at home. I am weak, but thankful for the excellent care I received at Queen Elizabeth Hospital in Charlottetown and for the prayers and encouragement from so many friends and family. This update is titled “thankful”, because thankfulness has been the overwhelming emotion and feeling that has sustained me throughout this journey. Thankfulness for the doctors and nurses who cared for me 24-7, thankfulness for Elaine who was at my side every step of the way and thankfulness for God’s promise that gave me faith to press on. “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11

I’ve often reflected on the wise words of Malcolm Muggeridge who in his later years said, “As an old man…looking back on one’s life, it’s one of the things that strikes you most forcibly-that the only thing that’s taught one anything is suffering. Not success, not happiness, not anything like that. The only thing that really teaches one what life’s about…is suffering, affliction.”

If this is true (and I believe it is) then I have indeed been to school these last weeks and have learned an important lesson… for which I can only be, thankful.

Bruce

Spring 2022 Update

Hello Friends,

I must apologize for my absence from the usual updates on brucestacey.com the last couple of months. There are times in life that we learn things don’t always go according to plan, and that has certainly been my recent experience. Let me tell you about it…

Elaine and I travelled to the beautiful island of PEI in late February to spend time with our two daughters and their families who moved there this past year. The plan was for a short, three- week family visit and to take possession of a small, summer residence we purchased that was closing that month.

During our first week, our daughter Sheryl asked if we could stay at her farm house with the kids for a week while she and husband Todd flew out for a business trip to the USA. We said sure. Here’s where that un-planned part kicks in…

Within a couple of days of us moving in, the grandkids one-by-one contracted COVID. Elaine and I had dutifully masked-up and maintained social distancing during our stay with the kids. When Sheryl arrived home, we moved back to our place and for a couple of days thought we had actually evaded the virus. Well, not so. I developed symptoms in the form of a painful, sore throat that lasted for about 4 days. I was thinking I was perhaps on the mend. Unfortunately, things took a bad turn and I was hit with debilitating fatigue and growing stomach upset. Within days the pain in my gut became unbearable and so Elaine drove me into emergency to see what was going on. That was the beginning of a month long hospital stay and a fight to recover from serious illness… the likes of which I’ve never faced.

In addition to COVID, which had left fluid build-up in my right lung, my gall-bladder had totally failed and the organ infection had spread to my blood in a life-threatening condition known as sepsis. In the days ahead I faced major surgery, anti-biotic treatments to fight the infection and ultimately blood transfusions to help restore my low hemoglobin and white blood cell counts. I was released from hospital April 22nd and have been recovering at home. I am weak, but thankful for the excellent care I received at Queen Elizabeth Hospital in Charlottetown and for the prayers and encouragement from so many friends and family. This update is titled “thankful”, because thankfulness has been the overwhelming emotion and feeling that has sustained me throughout this journey. Thankfulness for the doctors and nurses who cared for me 24-7, thankfulness for Elaine who was at my side every step of the way and thankfulness for God’s promise that gave me faith to press on. “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” Jeremiah 29:11

I’ve often reflected on the wise words of Malcolm Muggeridge who in his later years said, “As an old man…looking back on one’s life, it’s one of the things that strikes you most forcibly-that the only thing that’s taught one anything is suffering. Not success, not happiness, not anything like that. The only thing that really teaches one what life’s about…is suffering, affliction.”

If this is true (and I believe it is) then I have indeed been to school these last weeks and have learned an important lesson… for which I can only be, thankful.

Bruce

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